As weird as I am about most things, you'd think I wouldn't have any problem coming up with 7 things to list. Actually, I don't. The problem is finding interesting ones. But, let's see what we can get, eh?
1. I rarely sit back on the couch or in a chair. In fact, I'm sitting on the edge of my chair right now typing this. At home, I sit in the middle of the couch and lean forward on my knees most of the evening. Once I sit back and relax, I fall asleep. Almost immediately and nearly every single time.
2. I have fallen asleep while lying back and eating potato chips. I kept eating the chips.
2a. I'm incredibly classy.
3. I don't read the newspaper or watch the news. On the rare occasions that I do pick up the paper, it's on a Monday morning so I can see if I know anyone on the obituary, er, I mean engagement page.
4. I like bluegrass music. But only on certain days, in certain weather conditions. It needs to be a cool day, like in late Autumn, or a bright cold one with a fire going.
5. I was in 2 musicals in high school. I can't carry a tune with a bucket.
6. I obsess over how I smell. I put my coat in the closet when I get home so it doesn't smell like the fire or cigarettes. I keep my bedroom door shut so my room doesn't smell like fire or food or cigarettes. I constantly buy new cologne because I like to always smell different. I don't understand people with b.o. or the ones that their nights follow them to work the next day. Everyone has a distinct smell about them, so much so that I can usually tell you who's coming into the room without looking (it's more than perfume/cologne...it's something else, but I don't know what it is), and I can't imagine being noted for that smell not being a good one.
7. I would like to have grown up in the 50s. I would've so had a hot rod and a leather jacket. Actually, I would now if I had some extra money. The car, that is. I already have the leather jacket. And chaps. And leather pants. No, I'm not a freak. I used to ride a motorcycle most of the year. Really. Swear. And, no I don't parade around in all that leather now. Although that would make for an interesting day at work ....hmm.......
EDIT: I think I just consumed enough garlic in my lunch to safely avoid or even kill vampires for the rest of my life. Move over Buffy...I mean Van Helsing.
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There is nothing wrong with liking bluegrass music. I'm a huge fan myself. Email me some time and we can trade some band names.
Then again... chaps? Huh.
I refuse to watch the news on the grounds that the garbage they provide you isn't news. If you want to know what's happening in the world, you're wasting your time looking for it on TV.
Why'd you stop riding, by the way?
TK ~ I'm terrible with band names. There's a station here that plays bluegrass all afternoon on Saturdays, and I started compiling a list of those I liked for a couple of weeks, but now I can't find the list. Ha! Go figure.
I sold my bike a couple of years ago because I thought it was the responsible thing to do to better be able to "provide" for the people in my life. I did it against my better judgment, although it was almost necessary at the time, and I'm not really sure things ever recovered. Now that I've been without it, I want one again but am having a hard time justifying another $15K expense because all the people I used to ride with have also stopped being so voracious about it. I don't mind riding alone because I did that for years, but it is a lot more fun when you can get a few people together. It's a strange story really.
Have you ever considered a career that utilizes your keen sense of smell? I don't know what that career might be but there must be something.
jeff ~ I saw a movie on netflix about a detective that tracked a murderer by smell or something like that. Perhaps I could be a superhero or super detective or something. I'll have to work on that.
For someone so obsessed with smell, I'm surprised you went for garlic at all!
but man, oh man, do I love garlic.
The only thing I read in the paper is the vent line...and I have worn out my Old Crow Medicine Show cd.
Bluegrass is fantastic when you're in the right mood for it. Some days are made for Allison Kraus or the Stanley Brothers.
"[...] I sit in the middle of the couch and lean forward on my knees most of the evening." Larry Craig really wants to come over for dinner sometime.
I had that same thought about your abnormally keen sense of smell. I must have ruined mine with all tha...oops, never mind.
There is a rule about cologne. I will share it with you.
The rule is that cologne is only good if the only person who can smell it is the girl who is making out with your neck.
The end.
nina ~ exactly.
otv ~ there's no toe tapping involved.
harry ~ exactly.
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